I was always taught to be the best submissive whore.

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Ever since I was very young, I have always been taught to be the best submissive whore. My family was really big on being obedient and listening to what the men and elders in the family had to say. We were always taught to only speak when spoken to and to never ever look one of the older Dominant males in the eyes. That was grounds for the ass-beating of a life time.

I still remember the worst beating I ever received like it was yesterday. My Grandfather was speaking to me about my grades and I interrupted him trying to explain why my older male teacher was being unfair. That was by far the wrong thing to do, little did I know my teacher was actually one of my Grandfathers colleagues and they had spoken about me on numerous occasions.

Quickly grabbing me by the hair, just smugly laughing at my protests, my Grandfather drug me across the room tying me to a sawhorse that had been specially made in my family for spankings. You see, it had been handed down for many generations and everyone was very proud of it but very scared of it at the same time. At the bottom, it had these cuffs that my hands and feet were strapped to after I was bent over the leather padded top. I could hear the practice crack of the whip as I noticed my mother standing off in the background. I could see the pained look on her face as she shook her head in disapproval of my actions.

With crack after crack of the whip, my ass started to sting worse than anything I could ever describe. It literally felt like he was laying my flesh open as he spanked me. I will spare you what happened next unless you want to hear it. I’d love to share with you some time if you really wanna know just how fucked up things got that day.

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